Luyện nghe bài hát Cool 3 Be Southern

We make it cool to be
We make it to be southern
We it cool to be southern
We make it cool to be

(Verse 1:)
I'm straight up off my grandmama porch
Hollywood neva, I took the southernized
green pockets but I southern fried the flow
Candied yam drop some cornbread to throw
Mason jar drank shit, the dank lit
We swang whips old like my paw-paw
You get
Now which said that we can't pimp?
I hit ditches switches, before the paint flip
I be faded
The of king born in the 1980's
For real, you never see a nigga me lately
Debonair, never scared, Astaire when I carry a cadence
Refrain for lame, ho
I got a way to give the game what it came for
A third coast nigga still bustin, frontin' motherfucker

We make it cool to be
I'm talking about the dirty south, with the grills in mouth
We make it to be southern
Everybody wanna ball nowadays, but don't nobody wanna get
We make it to be southern
Get if you wanna, crackin' seals, blowin' some mari-j-uana
We make it cool to be
Return of 4eva all day, them country feel what I say
We make it to be southern

(Verse 2:)
Let me take you down this road
Country flow, country foe, country
24's on the Caddy, type
My paper never fade, I got 'em from my grand daddy
Old school, so
The of fresh that you can comb through
Or you can cut it with a knife
And spread it on the brain of a dame for some
But only if you cut it right
Off top my drop, rims chop, no cops, pop
Lord I ain't seen it with my
Green lit, grain grip, bad on my tip
And when she tell me, knows she don't mean it
I been way since I was knee high
To a grasshopper money in my Levis
I mean my jeans, clean
Bird's eye view with my frame on

(Hook)

Get down, get down, get with it
I'm talking about the dirty south, with the grills in mouth
I make it to be southern
Return to 4eva all day, them people feel what I say

(Hook)